Good morning all from a cloudy Glasgow, where it is 12°C.
Belated birthday greetings to Sar.
Yesterday turned out to be unexpectedly stressful. It started off well, with the bed stripped and two loads of washing on the line and a then trip to Asda.
Unfortunately I couldn't get parked at the charity shop (the many disabled bays were being used by non badge users, pet hate of mine. 😡). Therefore, determined to get rid of them, I had to drag them to the shop. I did have the clever idea of using an Asda trolley, but it had an anti theft device and the wheels locked, stopping me from going anywhere. GRRR!
I felt so lightheaded, I had to sit down for a bit.
On Thursday, we had a new mattress delivered and I got home to find the box missing from the garage, where it was waiting until I felt ready to help Mr MD to take the old one off.
You guessed, Mr MD decided to be helpful and do it without my supervision,
Something isn't quite right : he said, can you come and have a look.
I said I didn't feel well and would have a look after lunch and a rest and there was no way, I could have managed to climb the stairs at that point.
When I eventually went up to look, the spare room was blocked by the old Double mattress, but in its place was a SINGLE one on the base of the bed.
For a moment I panicked, thinking that I had made a mistake and ordered the wrong size, but on checking the advice note said double. 😱😤😭
After phoning QVC customer service, the lovely agent said that we should re-package it as best I could and she would organise an uplift and delivery of a new one.
No here is the problem. The mattress was vacuumed packed and takes four hours to get to its intended size. How on earth will we fit this mattress into a box, which is a 1/4 the size of the mattress?
Answers on a post card please.
I am feeling pretty bushed and yukky, after three days of full on bizzyness. Therefore my only tasks today will be to remember to do my injection, update the parish website, send out the bulletin and see Dollie at Vigil Mass* to give her holiday pocket money, before is she off on holiday.
Have a lovely day folks.
P,S. Greyduster, I hope your curries turn out better than mine. Last night's was an absolute disaster!